A dozen students from Chang'an were all stunned when they heard this. After talking for a long time, they all became coolies. One or two of them came here to work for this "ancestor"?

But as the saying goes, if the goods die on the ground, they are also unlucky, and they will definitely not dare to return to Chang'an without the emperor's order. If they stay in Shuozhou with Li Muyun's personality, if they are disobedient, they will probably be able to kill them.

So even if they were regarded as coolies, these more than a dozen people could only accept their fate and followed Li Muyun dejectedly and walked down the mountain.

There is no way, just go to the construction site, so it is naturally not possible to live in a copycat. In order to facilitate work, you can only stay near the construction site.

...

There was nothing to say all the way, and when he arrived at Lijia Town at the foot of the mountain, Li Muyun took his dozen students to a simple yard with strange fruit trees in the middle of the town. As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly: "Yizhi, is Yizhi there or not?"

"Sir, is there anything wrong?" Facing Li Muyun's voice, the door of the only room in the courtyard was pushed open from the inside, and a young man walked out from the inside. Who was it if it were Fang Yizhi?

Li Muyun had already walked to him at this time, standing side by side with him, pointing to the dozen or sour students following behind him: "Didn't you say you were short of people a few days ago? Today I brought people to you. They are all students from the Imperial College. See if they are enough!"

"Student of the Imperial Academy?" Fang Yizhi looked at Li Muyun in surprise, then turned his head to look at the dozen people, and soon found a familiar figure from it. He walked forward a few steps to the person: "Xingjian? Why are you here in Shuozhou?"

"Brother Yizhi, I..." Pei Xingjian looked at Fang Yizhi, complaining all the time but found that he could not say anything, so he could only sigh: "It's hard to describe it!"

Fang Yizhi has been in Shanyin County for nearly a year and has become much more mature than before. Seeing that Pei Xingjian seemed to have something difficult to say, he didn't ask too much, just nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll talk about it if I have the chance in the future!"

"Yes!" Pei Xingjian nodded. Although he did not express his grievances, the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land made him feel much better.

Some of the other people actually knew Fang Yizhi, but their family status was too low and they had no relationship with the top young men like Fang Yizhi at all. Even if they knew each other, they would not dare to come forward to talk rashly.

However, Li Muyun saw that they were familiar with the conversation, and was a little curious, so he stepped forward and asked, "Yizhi, who is this person? His own person?"

"I'm considered my own person. I was born in Hedong Pei Shi. His father was a famous general of the previous dynasty, Pei Renji, and he had a good relationship with my father." Fang Yizhi's name was indeed not wrong, and it was really straightforward. In just a few words, Pei Xingjian's old foundation was shaken clean.

However, Li Muyun's historical knowledge was really lacking. Whether it was Pei Renji or Pei Xingjian, it was the same for him - he knew nothing. Otherwise, he should have known for a long time that Pei Xingjian was not an ordinary person, and that was the future prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

Pei Xingjian, who was exposed to his old age, was a little embarrassed, but after looking at Li Muyun, he still said nothing, but just smiled embarrassedly.

There is no way. When the students in Class Ding were in Chang'an, they had already been terrified by Li Muyun. After all, the person in front of him who killed someone with a knife when he was disagreeing. If there is no need, it is better not to provoke him.

Fang Yizhi said nothing after exposing Pei Xingjian's old secrets. Compared to some messy things, he was more concerned about how to repair the road at the moment.

So soon he changed the topic and said to Li Muyun: "Sir, there are more and more people participating in road construction, and it is becoming more and more troublesome to count. How do you think this matter needs to be solved?"

"That's your problem. I can't control so many people. Now I have brought you the people. But let's first agree that each person only has 500 cents of monthly money per month, and it's a matter of food and accommodation. However, if you miss work, you have to deduct money, and you have to deduct money for leave. You can decide the standard!"

"This is no problem!" Fang Yi nodded. The so-called emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, more than ten people, only six or seven jin of money per month. For the entire Shuozhou project, it is a drop in the bucket.

What he really cares about was the progress of the project and the excessive participation of the people. After all, the Tang Dynasty was still a country dominated by agriculture, and the people came to build roads without farming. In Fang Yi's opinion, it was just not doing their jobs.

So after a brief hesitation, Fang Yi called out to Li Muyun who wanted to leave: "Sir, I have something that the lower official can't figure out. I wonder if the lord can solve the problem for the lower official?"

Li Muyun turned around and glanced at Fang Yi: "Did I say I don't know, so you won't ask?"

"Sir, the official is serious." Fang Yi said with his neck straight.

"Okay, tell me!" Li Muyun spread his hands and said.

"Sir, why do you have to let the people of the Tang Dynasty participate in road construction? This will delay the farming time and reduce grain production in the future. Don't you think this will lose the foundation of the country?"

"What's there? Everyone has their own way of living. It's like Fang Yizhi likes to study, while I, Li Muyun, likes to sleep, but are we all starving to death? No?"

Fang Yizhi was not brought to the point by Li Muyun, but just looked at him and said, "Sir, we are discussing the fundamentals of the country."

"The people's heart is the foundation of the country, and the people's hearts are the Tang Dynasty." Li Muyun shook his head and said, "As for farming or working, there is actually no difference. He is contributing his own strength to the country. If you leave it in a straightforward way, your concept itself is wrong."

"But if the people don't farm, what should we eat?" Fang Yizhi did not think he was wrong, nor did he consider the surrounding environment. More than a dozen students from the Imperial College around him took the atmosphere of the courtyard directly, making Xiaofang think that he had returned to the debate meeting above the school again.

"This is just that you generalize. You can still farm where you should farm. Where you should work, you must work. You have heard the saying that you should do as you can. We are located in northern Xinjiang and are not a place for grain production. Even if all the people go to farm, how much do you think the yield can be increased? Can it double?"

Li Muyun's words "Do what you can" made Fang Yizhi realize something and lowered his head and stopped talking.

Shuozhou was indeed not a big grain-producing state in the Tang Dynasty. The grain grown is often not even enough to pay taxes. In this case, whether it is really suitable for people to farm is a problem that houses are directly troubled by.
Chapter completed!